YES.

A LORRY FULL OF LIVESTOCK HAS JACKKNIFED,
SHEDDING ITS LOAD OVER BOTH LANES.

I KNOW. I HEARD HIM.

- DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?
- YEAH... YES.

I CAN'T HAVE A BIRD
TYING TO HAVE SEX WITH MY PHONE.

- CAN I SHAKE YOUR HAND AGAIN?
- TAKE A CARD.

NICE ARRAY OF PASTIES YOU'VE GOT TODAY.

SORRY ABOUT THE SMELL OF URINE,
BUT THERE'S NOTHING TO DO ROUND HERE.

YES, THANK YOU.

I THOUGHT THAT'D THROW YOU.

WE'RE TALKING ABOUT
WHAT PEOPLE WILL LOOK LIKE IN A BILLION YEARS.

AAH. DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
I'LL POP THAT WITH THE OTHERS.

- CHEERS.
- I WON'T TELL YOU WHAT IT IS.

SO I DISMANTLED MY CORBY TROUSER PRESS.

DID YOU GET THAT FROM STABLES? I CAN IMAGINE YOU
IN WELLIES AND A SLEEVELESS ANORAK.

SORT OF A PRIMITIVE FORM
OF STEPHEN HAWKING'S VOICE BOX.

THE WAVES GENTLY LICKING AT YOUR FEET,

BADLY TARMACKED DRIVES IN THIS COUNTY,